two sides

7 » Time for Forgiveness

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Zayn

"It's been 2 days, Zayn. For how long are you going to stay here?" Louis sighed "My roommate is also going to return a day after tomorrow"

"I don't think I want to go back to Harry" I said, staring at the ceiling with a blank expression "He really hurt me Louis"

"How can you say he hurt you?" Louis said.

"What?" I looked at him in confusion

"Zayn, he doesn't know anything about you! I mean, okay, what he said was really rude but he didn't know that he would hurt you this much! Zayn, he is feeling guilty! Have you even seen the number of texts he had sent you?! Do you know how much he had called you?! But you've been ignoring him for the past 2 days! Give that boy a chance, Zayn!" Louis said, pacing the floor in a frustrated manner.

"I...guess you are right" I mumbled. Harry doesn't know the real me. He wouldn't have guessed that he would hurt me so bad. And now that poor boy must be worried about me.

"Then what are you waiting for boy? Go to him!" Louis said, pushing me towards the door "Go, go, go, GO!"

"Lou, Lou, LOU!" I yelled and he finally stopped shoving me.

"My bag" I chuckled.

"Oh yeah! I completely forgot!" Louis laughed.

I grabbed my bag and stuffed my stuff in it. I grabbed my phone and charger and made my way to the door.

"Go to your Harry, lover boy!" Louis laughed and gave me a playful shove.

I froze in my track.

"What?"

"Uh you don't like him?" Louis asked.

"What?! No!" I looked at him in disbelief. I like Harry? Ha! Never in a million years.

"Yeah, whatever you say" Louis gave me an unamused look.

"Lou, I don't like him. I don't"

"Bullshit! You, Zayn Javadd Malik like Harry Edward Styles and you will realise it, now or some times in the future" Louis said "Don't think about this right now. You have to sort things out with him first"

I nodded and walked out his dorm and headed towards mine. Our dorms were on the same floor so it wasn't much of a distance.

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. The door slowly opened and a dishevelled looking Harry came into my view. His eyes lit up, I think so at least, when he saw me.

"Come in" Harry whispered and moved aside as I walked in and many questions swam in my mind.

Why is my heart thumping so bad?

Why am I suddenly so nervous?

But the one that stood out the most was-

Why am I thinking that Harry is the most beautiful person in the world?